Skyler held up three fingers. "I'm the big cheese. You're my right hand, and he can only be... the third banana."
"Yep!" William grinned, flashing a set of pearly whites. "Right, he’s the third banana."
The bodyguard brought breakfast to them, who had decided to dine in the comfort of their room that morning.
Holding a steaming mug of hot chocolate, William sipped it and said, "I didn’t expect a hypnotist hiding out on this cruise ship. Whether he's Geoffrey or not, he's bound to stir up more trouble if we can't smoke him out. And that means our fun's over for the next few days."
"We must find him then," Skyler mumbled through a mouthful of sandwich.
"How do we do that?" William raised an eyebrow, asking.
Skyler pondered for a moment. "Who did Thomas want to kill before?"
"Lana."
"That guy will probably... try to finish what he hasn't yet," Skyler analyzed.
William pouted. "Why do they wanna help that wicked Megan?"
Skyler replied, "They could be... birds of a feather, you know? Like you always say, 'Birds of a feather flock together.'"
William puffed up his cheeks. "No wonder Geoffrey wanted you to whip up the antidote for that old ugly Megan. They're in cahoots. I've gotta let Uncle Leopold know."
"Leopold probably knew it already. That's why he decided to... to cut ties with Megan," Skyler sighed, a cloud of relief in his voice. "Good thing I'm just a kid. Won't have to worry about marrying some she-devil and being done for."
He paused, slinging an arm around William's shoulder. "When you grow up, don’t fool around with any girl. Gotta avoid the bad apples."
William made a face. "As if I'd be that dumb."
...
Aurelia lay sprawled on the bed, utterly spent, having not expected that what started as two rounds would double in the heat of the moment.
Leopold leaned against the bedpost with a look of satisfaction.
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